How many of them, Mother Serbia,Loved your nameBecause of the salt of Orthodoxy in itFor them may the Lord give,For their works of faith, hope, and love,To see, to see You,Christ on Mount Tabor,With Peter and the sons of Zebedee

Not of this world, violated by evil,Not of this age or land passing away,You are a part of the heavenly JerusalemYou name resonates like a prayer

How many of them, mother Serbia,Sang songs, songs of youBecause of the cross that shines for hope in you,And gives strength to your children,To lift themselves in prayer,Above the mud and ashes,And in Your name to touch,The face of Your heavenly abode.

Not of this world, violated by evil,Not of this age or land passing away,You are a part of the heavenly JerusalemYou name resonates like a prayer